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EL-DORADO

Author: PRIDE
Fantasy
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A story about a Boy who's mother gives her life to save his life. And her love becomes a blessing for him as a system for survive and become kind and timid to dominant and savage. Follow Max's life story to become something which we all want sometimes in ourlife.

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